The Danny Goodwin lying on the ground had not lost consciousness. He found this strange as well—given his constitution and the severity of his injuries, it was truly hard for him to understand, and even harder to accept, that he hadn’t passed out.

He had never been the type to sacrifice himself to save others, or at least he didn’t think he should be. In situations like this, his first reaction should have been to run away immediately. Even he hadn’t expected himself to recklessly rush forward to take on the black bear. Now, he regretted it, but even in this state of regret, his body still had an urge to force itself up and charge forward again.

However, it was just an impulse. Although he had practiced martial arts, after taking a blow from the bear’s paw and such a heavy fall, his whole body felt as if it had fallen apart. The only thing he could do was barely lift his eyelids.

Struggling to open his eyes, in a daze he saw that the black bear had already opened its jaws, lunging at Hannah Johnson. He didn’t know where the strength came from, but Danny Goodwin suddenly pushed himself up with both hands and actually stood up from the ground. Then, just as he was about to rush forward, his body suddenly froze. All at once, he felt as if his head was about to explode. The pain was so intense that he couldn’t help but hunch over, clutch his head, lower it, and let out a wild howl.

“Ah—!” Danny Goodwin howled like a wild beast, startling the black bear that was about to bite Hannah Johnson. The bear looked up in confusion at the now-standing, frenziedly howling Danny Goodwin, seemingly unable to understand why this little monkey was so resilient. In the mountains, a monkey of this size could usually be killed with a single slap, but it had never seen such a tenacious one before.

At this moment, Danny Goodwin had fallen into a strange state. The headache was just the beginning—he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with his body. All his muscles began to spasm and twitch. Before his eyes, there was only darkness—no, it was a field of blood-red. He tried desperately to open his eyes, but all he could see was a vast expanse of crimson.

“My eyes—why can’t I see?” Amidst the intense pain, Danny Goodwin struggled to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, all he saw was blood-red.

“Why is this happening? Am I blind?!” A wave of extreme panic surged in his heart. With the excruciating pain, he had no room to think of anything else. At this moment, all he wanted was to pass out quickly, or just die, so he wouldn’t have to endure such agony anymore. But things never go as one wishes—he was still conscious, painfully conscious. At least, he felt more clear-headed now than ever before.

“Ugh... ah...” Danny Goodwin howled again, this time even louder than before, which made the black bear even more agitated. It grew so irritated that it slowly moved away from Hannah Johnson and began to approach Danny Goodwin, wanting to deal with this noisy monkey first before returning to enjoy its prey.

It didn’t, and couldn’t, notice the strange, demonic light flickering in Danny Goodwin’s eyes at that moment. None of the others in danger noticed either—except for one person!

Chapter 11: Condensing Sha into Gang—Three Realms—Tongxuan

“Hm? His eyes...”

At some point, a person was standing on the roof—a very young and handsome man. This was the same young man who had appeared at the Qingyangji Inn. He had come to the edge of Mangcang Mountain to gather herbs and had entered this small village on the mountain’s outskirts. By chance, he discovered a black bear had come down the mountain to forage, so he followed it here.

Of course, he wasn’t the type to act out of chivalry. He always acted according to his own whims. He had followed the black bear simply out of curiosity, wanting to see what trouble it might cause and to relieve the boredom of his journey. He hadn’t expected such an accident to occur.

When Danny Goodwin charged at the black bear, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if mocking Danny Goodwin’s overestimation of himself. When Danny Goodwin forced himself to stand up, he was quite surprised—a three- or four-year-old child, so badly injured, could still get up. At the very least, it showed that his willpower was extraordinary. So, his gaze toward Danny Goodwin carried a hint of appreciation, and he was preparing to intervene. Then, he saw Danny Goodwin’s eyes.

Danny Goodwin was roaring, and in his eyes appeared a deep, intense blood-red. The color was so vivid, like the red clouds at sunset spreading across the sky, yet also like translucent red jade. In the depths of the blood-red, his dark pupils looked even deeper, and around the pupils, there was a faint, almost imperceptible black ring, carrying a sense of the demonic and mysterious.

“It seems to be that legendary kind of eye. Wasn’t that bloodline supposed to be extinct? How could it appear here? Hmm, this kid seems to know some martial arts. His internal energy is very shallow and mixed, but at least he has a bit. Well then, let me see just how capable someone with the legendary eyes really is.”